Tuesday, February 12, 2013

...to fix a terrible


There was shouting.  And tears.  And woeful pleas.  And pointing-of-fingers.

In short, number four tripped and fell while dragging pooor Kailey by the arm up to bed for the night.

But alas...this travesty is beyond my capabilities as a doctor, mom, toy-fixer-upper.

I think for now we'll have to pronounce her D.E.A.D.

I am not sure she should still be smiling.

Only the experts can resuscitate this one.

For a mere $32 plus tax and S&H.


At least her hair will look nice again when she comes back.

For a day or so.

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